Soulmates - 6. Chapter 6
The cries of the seagulls flying overhead and the sound of waves gently lapping on the shore were joined by the laughter of the two nude teenage boys chasing after and kicking water on each other as they played on the stretch of the privately owned beach.
Elliot squealed and laughed like crazy as his body thrashed side to side, his legs kicked against the warm sand when his boyfriend's hands latched onto his sides, and his nimble fingers kneaded and tickled his bare skin. He fell to his knees in a hysterically cackling and squirming heap. Despite his best attempt at getting the upper hand, the raven-haired boy was pinned face down and unable to wriggle out from under the older teen's body.
"Ha, told ya I'd capture ya," Julian said. He giggled, leaned forward, and kissed the back of his boy's squirming neck.
"You'll never win," Elliot hollered.
Julian turned to the right and caught Elliot's leg as it kicked back and forth. "We'll see how long you hold out against the treacherous tickling teen," the redhead stated with a grin.
Elliot gasped as he tried dislodging his leg from the other teen's grip but was unsuccessful. "No, not my feet," he pleaded. His toes curled, his soles wrinkled and unwrinkled as his foot worked to avoid the coming tickle attack. His wait was short-lived because seconds later, Julian's dull fingernails slowly and lightly dragged up and down, then back and forth across his bare sole. The boyish squeals and giggles flew from his lips. "Shihihittt, nohohot thehehehe nahahaihaihails," he screeched.
"Yee-haw! Ah's gots meh a laughin' buckin' bronco," Julian cried in a fake Southern accent as he struggled to stay on top of Elliot.
The boys were having so much fun that they failed to notice the constant flashes of light from a camera. The man taking the pictures was hidden by a couple of giant rocks. He slowly licked his lips as he got hard from the scene he witnessed. The salt and pepper-haired male paused his photography just long enough to retrieve a handkerchief from the right-hand pocket of his stained khaki shorts. He panted and fondled his manhood as he wiped his shiny forehead with the other hand. He finished with the dingy square cloth but was so eager to resume taking pictures that he didn't notice he'd missed his pocket when he tried to return it.
Elliot's laughter increased when Julian caught his other leg and alternated his tickling between the two soles. Finally, after a few more minutes, he couldn't hold out any longer and hollered, "UHUHUNCLE!!! IHIHIHI GIHIHIVVVEEE!!!"
Julian immediately released his captive, and with his mate's hand in his, they walked over to their towels. He sat down and softly grunted as he pulled the dark-haired teen onto his lap. He wrapped his arms around him, pulled him against his chest, and lightly stroked his hair. Elliot calmed down and sighed as his eyes closed. He savored the love and protective feeling he got from the other boy. The pair giggled, lightly rubbed their noses together, then shared a loving kiss, complete with a mutual gentle tongue massage.
"I love you, Jules," Elliot whispered. He laid his head on his mate's shoulder.
"Love ya more, babe," Julian responded.
Elliot was about to say something else when he noticed the flash from a camera's bulb. He raised his head and squinted his eyes. Feeling the change in his boyfriend's emotions, Julian became curious. When he saw the flashes, his arms tightened around the younger teen.
"Hey, whoever the fuck you are, this is private property," Elliot hollered. Not paying attention to the fact that they were nude, the raven-haired teen started to stand up but was hindered by Julian's hold on his body.
The man gasped when he realized he'd been spotted. He ran toward the far end of the property and was quickly out of sight.
The teens shared a quick look, then when they were sure he was gone, got up and walked to where he was.
"Hey, look at this," Julian said as he bent down to pick up the discarded handkerchief.
Elliot executed the "soccer mom arm save, then said, "Julian, wait. We need to be sure that our fingerprints aren't on that nasty thing, just in case his DNA is on it." He snapped his fingers, walked down to their towels, picked up his phone, and called Tim, the head of security. He quickly explained everything and told the man where they were and what he thought was needed. After ending the call, the fourteen-year-old wrapped his towel around his waist, slipped into his flip-flops, grabbed Julian's towel and footwear, and returned to wait for Tim.
Later that afternoon, the boyfriends, clad only in their underwear, lay side by side, head to foot, on Elliot's queen-size bed. Elliot softly giggled, his toes slightly flexed as his arches curved and wrinkled when Julian's fingertips lightly traced along the edges of his ticklish feet and toes. Julian sighed and quietly purred from the gentle massage his feet received.
"Do you ever wish my feet were ticklish?" the red-haired teen asked. He giggled with his younger host as he nibbled each toe and lightly tickled their bases.
Elliot squeaked, his body squirmed, and his toes wiggled from the ticklish attention. "Nope, I love you and your non-ticklish feet just the way you are," the raven-haired teen responded before kissing and licking the ten toes.
Julian stared into the most beautiful blue eyes he'd ever seen and smirked. "C'mon, as much of a ticklish tickle monster as you are, you can't honestly say that," he stated. His fingers gently massaged Elliot's soft soles.
Elliot's eyes closed as a euphoric expression appeared on his face. "Jules, babe, I love being able to worship and play with your feet the way I do. The only time your feet not being ticklish might even be an issue is during a tickle fight. However, considering all your other tickle spots, that's sooo not a problem." He giggled and used his toes to tickle the other teen's bare lower stomach. His big toe wormed and prodded inside the deep crevice of Julian's belly button.
The redhead's body lurched forward as his boisterous laughter filled the room. "Bahahabe, youhoohoo knohohow thahahat's myhyhyhy most tihihickly spohohot," he exclaimed and tried moving the younger teen's foot from his tickle spot.
Elliot giggled, ceased tickling his lover, and said, "I rest my case."
Julian grinned, wrapped his arm around the dark-haired boy's ankles, and rapidly ran his fingernails up and down the squirmy soles and back and forth across the balls of his ticklish prey's feet.
Elliot's body jerked back and forth. He cackled and tried to pull his feet from the grip they were trapped in. It was a minute or two before he claimed Julian was the best boyfriend in the universe. "Do you wish my feet weren't so ticklish?" he asked.
The older teen smiled lovingly at his giggling boy, then moved up to the bed's headboard, wrapped his arms around Elliot, and kissed the side of his head. "No way," he replied. "Ell, I think you're the most adorably cute boy alive," he paused and kissed Elliot's cheek. "I love hearing your giggles, laughter, and squeals." "So, what do we think of Xan," he asked. His toes gently caressed the younger teen's soles and lightly grazed along the edges.
Elliot boyishly giggled and released quick, high-pitched squeaks as he buried his head in his playful, teasing boyfriend's chest. "I really like him and think he's gonna become a great brother."
"Me too," Julian said with a chuckle. "I wonder if he's ticklish."
Elliot giggled, then said, "I'm curious also. He's got such an adorable giggle and laugh."
"Did you notice how much you and Xander look like brothers?"
"I did and thought that was interesting."
"So, how are my scantly clad grandkids today?"
The teens looked up at the speaker. They instantly jumped off the bed, ran to the man leaning in the doorway, and shouted, "Grandpa/Grandpa Doug!"
Doug grunted as he was tackled to the carpeted floor with two happy, underwear-clad boys on top of his 6'2, 180 lbs body. "Hey, boys," he said as he chuckled, kissed their cheeks, and tickled each boy's side.
Elliot and Julian giggled and wriggled around as they got to their feet and helped their grandpa off the floor. "Okay, Gramps, spill," Elliot demanded amidst his giggles. "Yeah, who'd Grandma Dottie set Papa Hunt up with," Julian asked as he sat beside his boyfriend and held his hand.
Doug's light blue eyes sparkled with playful mischief as he sat in the rolling chair, facing the teens. "Sorry, boys, I'm sworn to secrecy." He chuckled when the boys blew raspberries at him for not curing their curiosity.
"Fine, but if we die from not knowing, we'll haunt you for the rest of your days," Elliot stated. The dark-haired teen yelped when his grandpa grabbed him, lifted him off the bed, and onto his lap. "Hey, let go," he squealed. He uselessly struggled and kicked his legs when he received a noogie as his screeches echoed off the bedroom walls.
Doug smiled, kissed his grandson, and released the laughing boy. "I'll take my chances, baby," he said. "Oh, your dad wanted me to tell you, boys, to at least wear a t-shirt and jeans for dinner tonight. We'll be eating at the main house, and before you ask, I'm not at liberty to tell you who the guest is joining us."
"We will be, Grandpa," Elliot said. He and Julian stood up, embraced the older man, and kissed his cheeks.
Doug returned the affection and said he loved them before leaving for the main house.
Julian looked at his boyfriend's slender body as he paced back and forth across the floor. "What's on your mind, babe," he asked.
"There's a lot of secrecy and surprises being planned, and I'm going to get to the bottom of at least one mystery," Elliot replied. He stopped in mid-pace, then snapped his fingers. "I got it. I know where I've seen Xander before."
"Well, don't keep me in the dark," Julian said. It was hard for him to not giggle at how cute Elliot looked as he jumped and danced around.
"Gee, I don't know," Elliot said. He squealed and tried to run when he heard Julian growl. He'd almost reached the door when he got tackled, was rendered helpless, and tickled into hysterical oblivion.
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